So I once again found myself pondering what to unleash my pent up fury on, and believe it or not, for those who know me, I was having a wee bit of trouble. But all a friend of mine had to do was say 3 little words. These 3 words make my skin crawl, make me want to stick pins in my eyes, have tainted my memories of Yogi Bear forever. What can they possibly be you ask?
Honey. Boo. Boo.
I will confess that I have not watched the show in its entirety, or its predecessor Toddlers and Tiaras, because, well, there really is no need to unleash my inner Hulk on a weekly basis, not good for my blood pressure. But I have seen enough clips to cause a low grumble in my throat.
Are people really watching this train wreck? Are Honey Boo Boo and her family really making money for being idiots?! I guess it’s not too far fetched when you look at the Jersey Shore crew, but at least they were over 18. Does Boo x’s 2s’ mother understand that the world is laughing at her and her daughter? I’m told that they don’t care, or actually, it’s subtitled that they don’t care. I don’t speak Redneck so bravo TLC for the clarification.
The mere fact that these people are probably getting paid more than the average American makes in a year just for exploiting their uneducated, lazy selves is mind-blowing. Of course, they’ll probably go broke in a year’s time from buying up Aqua Net and overdosing on Cheetos, box wine, and books…ha-ha…see the joke, books…like they ever read one.
I guess when you come across a show like this, its absurdity isn’t too uncommon. Ever watch Sixteen and Pregnant, Real Housewives of ANY County, Jerseylicious, Mob Wives, the News? All ridiculously crazy shows that make a mockery of its subjects, but also making these subjects insanely rich. Would anyone tune in to watch a day in the life of ME?! (Crickets chirping)
America: the land of opportunity for the undeserving.
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